Lyrics:
ya hoe
Why yo nigga
Back the door
Now We gotta toe tag
Yo bro
I be in da stars(I be in the starz)
I ain't talking wraith
Off dat sour got me outta
a fuck how you get it
Throw up da M, cause I'm coming from Memphis (Yea, yea)
We'll leave da boy missing
NFL by the way that we blitzing
Knock them off if
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
comin' like the Gotti boys
Bodies bein' found on Greenleaf
With their fuckin' heads cut off, motherfucker, I'm Dre
So listen to the play-by
People doubted till’ i grew alive
Walk in - excuse me - move aside
Now you gotta’ swallow
And chew your pride
It's do or die
I’m ready
In da’ partment wit’
check it
Pull a card, here comes the Squad
Sure to bomb, never lost when I’ve sparred
And hard 'cause I'm God!
And comes off the top
Don’t they know
hit the boat and take a shower
Head back to the airport, and hide the money in the tower
Stack blocks by the keys
L to the O to the X you'll see
incarceration
Eh yo, Liffy Stokes, let 'em know what's happenin'
A nigga been hustlin' so long, God knows I've done so much wrong
I was 16 grown and holdin'
if you miss yo shot
Niggaz be dissing on da dead
That's going get you popped
Ahh go head homie
Don't put your love up in dese
Streets you going end up
He dropping it off on a speedboat
My hood doing numbers they need Blow on top of what I grab
Just Throw me four
Im on a star im feeling invincible
I
the cool in you
Or it'll be a sad love song being sung by Toni Braxton
And I'll dissect you like a fraction
All you wannabe top cat MCs, I'll pop you like
I got your mans mad, why I got you so furious
It's da truth, man, you don't need no proof, man
Got these niggas leapin' like they jumpin' off a roof,
like the love coming from the blocky
I don't feel nobody
I don't feel nobody
I'm like who are you
I don't know yo like Gotti
I don't feel nobody
I do
on the horizon, who'da guessed?
All that stood on top the hill was number seven silhouette
[Chorus: Slug]
(And with this) head splitting tears, cement breaking
Yo, the saga begins, beget war
I draw first blood be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws lay down laws
We takin what's yours we do
ones with them pointers
I was born in Georgia in da middle of da summer
Da block get hotter than a fucking Sahara
We'll take off yo top yeah no
let ours tell,da cops on our head like da cartel
I heard u been spitting its all weak
U kno I been gettin it all week
Yo girl say dat I'm wat u kall
An undercover hoe
It's on once again
Patron once again
I threw my head back
Then I froze like da wind
West side walk it out
South side walk it out
East
I don't wanna die to young
I don't wanna live to long
I don't know what shit you on
But just get your head up out the sewage
I always rock the newest
It's Yo boy Juan Gotti Juan Gachos
Shout out Aiden, Manic Beats
No set trippin' records in this bitch
What's up Steve Era
Ah
Now you on the floor
hustlers naturally born
With street smarts
Yo Karate it's you and Gotti
Y'all lift the weight
Me and Noyd, a gemstar hit down on the plate
The Mobb niggas
Yo
(We Murderers, baby)
Da Murderers
(I'm here for you, baby)
I.N.C.
(I'll ryde for you, baby)
Vita, Ja Rule
I be runnin' and gunnin' them down
(We
(Ja Rule and Vita)
Yo (we murderers, baby)
Da Murderers (I here for you, baby)
I.N.C. (I'll ryde for you, baby)
Vita, Ja Rule
[Chorus]
and the thot give me top of the morning
Buss down a bitch don't buss down a watch I rather diamonds all on me
I got everything that I wanted
Cuz I got off my
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